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shit. sorry for not putting up a hiatus notice. i had a few weeks of traveling and it sort of came up last minute. i needed a better mindset lately and traveling the states kind of helped a bit. but iM bAck
Iғ ɪᴛ’s ᴍʏ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɴᴇ, I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴀs ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴀ ᴠɪʟʟᴀɪɴ ᴀs I ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɪɴ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ‘ᴇᴍ
ind. gray fullbuster from hiro mashima’s fairy tail. cross-over friendly.
❝ i will encircle you and conquer you. i will be more powerful than your boats and your swords and your blood lust. i am the weapon that SHIELDS the innocent. i am the last thing you’ll ever see. i will be inevitable.
❝ i am the BLACK SUN, the vanguard of your DESTRUCTION. ❞
est. 7.2012. rebooted 4.2019. ( please read rules ). selective | indie rp | canon div. | kurosaki ichigo from bleach. brought to life by vincent.
mom. fugaku was being mean to me.
@fcurthwind / dishing advice
have you like tried punching him??? ?
meme. accepting.
@fcurthwind sent: ‘ i’m just glad to have you home safe. ’
𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄. home used to be just him, all by his lonesome. no one was ever there to greet him with a warm welcome. even though eventually he’d gotten used to it, a wonder that inhabited both the boy’s mind & heart remained; a wonder of what it was like to enter his place to the tenderness of family.
suddenly the boy became trapped in a universe where he experiences it everyday, & it has such an affect on him. a wholesome warmth prickles inside, his lonely heart swells with pure rapture, & the void brought on by a forlorn childhood fills bit by bit. perhaps he’s basking too much in a phenomenon that’s not going to last very long –– a dream he’s bound to wake up from sooner rather than later. but, as he’s someone who’s been an outcast for the majority of his life & has grown to feel very strongly, it can’t be helped.
hearing the sentiments from his father spurs joyful tears. they’re quickly wiped away, however, & a smile is shown. home after a long day’s mission that had him a bit bruised & scratched up, there’s somebody here to make it better. there’s somebody who cares.
‘ thanks, dad … ! ’
sunnyspiral:
𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓. a warm, tingling sensation of happiness arose, a burgeoning curiosity in his mind, gentle features radiating sheer joy. a sudden change of heart occurred due to his grandfather’s potent company & aura. prior, there was no interest in learning about the past as he always viewed the previous eras as ‘ lame ‘ & dared to surpass everyone from all of those years ago. history meant nothing to the audacious boy, only ever believing that the future was the only thing worthwhile because he’d be part of it. however, as he could merely sense the power this man, a relic of the past, emanated, he became somewhat receptive toward the possibility that perhaps history possessed a lot more weight & importance than he initially thought …
‘ um … ’ a soft pink colored his face. usually boastful & conceited around others, unable to shut up about himself –– but somehow being around his grandfather only brought out a bashful nature from the young uzumaki as he was tongue tied & didn’t even know where to begin. ‘ … i like to play video games & watch movies, & uh … a hamburger is my favorite thing to eat ! ice cream is my favorite dessert, pink is my favorite color … ’ as he was the son of naruto uzumaki, there was a mischievous side to him, a side that pulled pranks & defaced hokage monuments –– he wouldn’t mention that, of course. ‘ i know how to create shadow clones ! i can’t make a lot like dad, but i really want to someday ! my mom is from the hyuuga clan so i know some of their basic techniques ! i’m really good at taijutsu & i can do all these flips & tricks & stuff ! ’ he grinned at the elder, ‘ what about you, grandpa minato ? ’
Was he powerful ? Yes. Did he go around showing it off ? Not in the least. Minato believed the phrase: Pride goeth before the fall was true. As the man thoughtfully looked towards the Hokage faces he began to think --- the past was to be learned from, anyone that stayed there would then become stagnant in their growth. A sadness reflected in his blue eyes as he began to remember --- the boy with the hateful expression. The young man with the raven hair, ah he had forgotten his name, but Minato could empathize. A little bit. That boy seemed so lonely...
Blinking from his reverie, the Jonin nervously grinned. Hoping he hadn’t been caught daydreaming. Listening to his grandson he could feel a wide smile began to form. His eyes lighting up at the fact that he was part hyuga --- so his son did meet the love of his life ?! It wasn’t that pink-haired woman ? Not fretting in the least, but Minato did want to meet his daughter-in-law very much now. ❛ Shadow clones at so young an age, that’s impressive. Naruto never really had the --er, he wasn’t as talented when he was younger. Taijutsu eh ? ❜ A wink his grandson’s way. ❛ You’re going to have to show me your growth, Boruto. Seems like I’ve missed out on a lot. As for me ? I’m just your average shinobi. ❜
The Fourth was exceptionally modest about himself. Kushina would perhaps say otherwise on his behalf, but that was alright with him. Talking about himself was a little embarrassing if not nerve-wracking at times. ❛ Ah ! I did create the Rasengan, although, it took me a few years to actually finish its completion. It took your father a bit to learn it his own way and find an even better way to make it stronger... ❜ There was a wistful look in his eyes as a recollection of fighting by his son’s side during the Fourth Shinobi War. Ah, how much his boy’s grown.
look fugaku. i even tucked my son in for bed. and held him as SOON AS HE WAS BORN
fugcku:
“ I’m sorry what was that? I can’t hear you over the sound of the father’s days, birthdays, graduations and other life events I got to share with my children. ”
❛ When you have a village to protect, everyone is your family. Guess you wouldn’t understand that since you weren’t the Hokage. When you have a family there are no favorites. When you have a family, you love them. Is that word even in your vocabulary ? ❜
can u imagine this boy being on the same team as fugaku ?? what would the possibilities be ? jfc.
fugaku: i have the sharingan.
minato: im faster than u, chump
jiraiya: ofc.
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where is his wife and son ? ppl are verbally attacking him and he’s just out here having a good time. damn uchiha. also minato tho: listen fugaku, i took on your ancestor with no arms. do u really want to start another war ? i’ll beat ur ass to. your ass has got a vacancy sign and my foots looking for a home.
bordo this is your gpa internally crying out of joy rn.
chuninpath:
“ my generation ? you’re kidding, right ? your generation was the best one. there was you and… you became hokage ! that’s amazing ! your students are amazing as well. kakashi-sensei is one of the best ninja i’ve ever met. i do admit that he likes to get in trouble, but i’m taking good care of him as well as guy-sensei. you have nothing to worry about. ”
Minato held his hands up as if trying to ward her compliments off. He was usually a pretty modest man --- compliments and excitement out in the open made him timid. ❛ Thank you for watching over my student, Mirai. Those two...are a handful but it takes a strong person to keep them in line. ❜
shieldedsand:
all at once posture righted, but it was pulled taut like a string was attached to the tip of his spine and yanked harshly. embarrassment coursed through him and not dismissing himself then and there, leaving being naught but a trace of sand in his wake a task incredibly difficult. ❛ there is nothing to forgive, ❜ came the quick, low toned assurance of a deadly serious young man desperately trying to deal with his own mortification.
the hand on his head was startling, but sand knew friend from foe and did little to deter it. eyes flickering up to the man and to see him bright and grinning was almost like looking into the sweltering desert sun. an expression not knew to witness — perhaps their faces were different ( the fourth sharp and refined while naruto softer in the cheeks ) but oh their smiles were similarly captivating.
❛ i — ❜ an almost desperate sense of panic. what DID his mothers eyes look like? her visage a box covered in dust and aching too much to open, ❛ cannot recall. it has been a long time since i’ve seen a picture of her. ❜ a pause. what a dour topic. one the man surely doesn’t want to deal with at a time like this.
❛ naruto looks a lot like you. ❜
This boy seemed to have a good head on his shoulders. Good. Naruto needed someone to look after him some more. Miinato pulled his hand back from Gaara’s head and let it fall to his side. A small sweat-bead along with a nervous grin formed. Did he say something he shouldn’t have ? He cleared his throat, ❛...m-my apologies. It’s been a while. ❜ A sudden remembrance of this boy now. The Fourth Shinobi War. Gaara taking his half-dead son’s body...light blue eyes widened drastically, a small breeze of wind blowing his side-bangs up. ❛ T-Thank you ! For helping my son, Kazekage ! How could he have forgotten ? Another chuckle, but from relief now. ❛ He takes more after his mother I believe. ❜
sunnyspiral:
𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 … he’d seen it before & many times. etched in mount. hokage, framed in a picture on a wall in his father’s office. the resemblance linking the two uzumakis & the namikaze was all but striking; the vibrant blue eyes, the golden hair, the profound warmth their grins exuded no matter the size. attention diverted from his visage to his apparel. a huge difference between boruto & his father was cleanliness, as the latter was more uncaring about the virtue. now that he’d gotten a good look at the man before him, he finally knew whom else he’d inherited that nature from aside from his mother.
it wasn’t until the shock subsided just a bit that he was able to speak, ‘ i’m … boruto, ‘ttebasa. ’
‘ you must be grandpa fourth … ’ as soon as the assumption left his tongue, it was beginning to feel too good to be true. was he dreaming ?
Amusement flickered across the man’s face at hearing the familiar verbal tic. His heart began to ache --- it was rather funny how Kushina didn’t want Naruto to invent his own verbal tic and it so happened he did. Guess it never stopped, did it ? ❛ Boruto..., ❜ the name slowly left his lips as if he was getting a taste of it. Such a strong name ! His attention diverted towards the screw necklace that hung around his grandson’s neck. There was a softness in his gaze as he came to a realization...names were really a powerful thing. The fact that Minato appeared more cleanly than most, well, someone had to be. Kushina was amazing at cooking, but cleaning up after herself...that was a different story. It almost made him chuckle again --- another silly thing Naruto had gotten from her. Disorganized from time to time.
❛ There’s no need for formality, Boruto. Just call me Grandpa Minato. I see your father took a liking to my old tracksuit and designed you one that looked similar...interesting. Walk with me and tell me more about yourself. ❜ A wide smile displayed for all to see --- the radiance practically blinding. The Jonin began to walk.
you guys. WHAT IF just hear me out. WHAT IF the reason these Otsutsuki are attacking people from “EARTH” is because the previous MAIN BRANCH of said family made contact with the HUMANS. kaguya --- made contact with humans, had half-breed children. made an ENTIRE ARMY of white zetsu because there was a danger BIGGER than herself just in case SOMETHING happened. she got sealed. now we got KINSHIKI AND MOMOSHIKI in the mix -- they’re also part of the answer of that “something bigger” along with the boruto manga’s odd otsutsuki person. YOOOO my mind is FRYING
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Prettiest anime dad tbh.
but can we all agree if boruto were able to interact with a younger version of minato he’d know right away it’s him because he’s a smart cookie (also the picture in the house / floofy blonde hair and all that jazz). he wont tell anyone else about it, but he will fight side by side with his smol grandfather.